Surface by George Batuello
Dream a dream of happy places
See your wish come true
Welcome to ultimate freedom
It’s a hell made just for you
Kill the man who controls you
See your wing’s spread
don’t fly to high,into the sky
The sun gets to your head
From the surface it looks like heaven
From the surface there was a promise
That if you give yourself to others
peace and love will come
On the surface it seems all great
On the surface there is no hate
To be equal is to be liberated
But are you liberated equally
- Title: Surface by George Batuello
- Author: Hops
- Created at : 2024-04-16 17:15:48
- Updated at : 2024-04-16 23:44:21
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